Looking at the paper sign in the glass jar and experiencing everything just now, everyone will be moved.
The best sign is to return to the human world directly without having to endure other hardships and pains.
The bartender smiled as if he had received a hundred-dollar tip, with flowers blooming on his face, and he spread his hands toward the shiny glass jar, which had a smooth surface and reflected the red light from above.
With extremely tempting words, everyone is already eager to try: "Come on, draw one and try it."
The girl's hand stretched out tremblingly.
Cheng Qianxun took one look, grabbed her wrist, and shook his head at her.
"I'll do it."
The driver also extended his hand.
"Don't" shouted Cheng Qianxun, looking at the driver nervously and pleading: "No, if you get the worst lottery, you will go to hell immediately.
This is gambling, risking your life."
"The proportion of the worst draw is one in 40, unless you are really unlucky."
The bartender still stood there motionless with a smile on his face, almost like a wax figure.
His smile always made people feel uncomfortable.
Exaggerated hospitality, with a bit of vulgarity and cunning.
"I'll do it."
Regardless of his woman's dissuasion and pull, the naughty boy's father reached into the glass jar and took out a piece of paper.
"Isn't it just death?
Who knows what I will encounter later.
Anyway, I can't stand it anymore."
The man muttered while using trembling fingers to open the neatly folded paper into small strips.
Everyone looked nervously at the paper in the man's hand.
After the man looked at it, his hands began to tremble more and more, and then he let out a gaffeful laugh.
"What's written?"
The woman grabbed the open paper anxiously and stared at it: "Three layers in a row."
"Congratulations."
The bartender smiled and nodded slightly: "You won a good lottery.
You can go directly to the sixth floor tomorrow."
"Really?
Hahaha..."
The man was ecstatic.
He looked sideways at his wife and children beside him, put away his smile, and asked in a consultative tone: "Can my son and wife use it?
The three of us can use it."
"one level up" This woman was so moved that she immediately wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.
"This..."
The bartender hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Okay, then congratulations to you three, you can go up to the next level tomorrow.
So, do you want to smoke again?
Who wants to try their luck?"
The man immediately stretched out his hand, and the driver also quickly stretched out his hand.
The two of them reached into the glass jar almost at the same time.
The girl bit her lip and slowly stretched out her hand.
Cheng Qianxun squeezed her hand and shook his head at her seriously.
"Haha, I won the lottery to be resurrected once, resurrected once."
After the driver opened the paper, he jumped up with joy and spread the paper for everyone to see.
The man opened the paper and his expression changed slightly: "I'm going down to the next floor."
"There are good and bad fortunes, it doesn't matter, continue."
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The bartender made a gesture of invitation towards the glass jar with one hand.
Cheng Qianxun held the drink in one hand and took the girl to the side of the bar with the other, giving up his seat.
At this time, not only the two men started scrambling to take the paper signs from the glass jar, but also the women and children participated.
Looking at these four men and women, both adults and children, they all drew lots with great hope.
The girl got a good draw several times, and the girl was a little shaken.
She looked at Cheng Qianxun and begged pitifully: "Let me go and draw one to try."
Cheng Qianxun frowned slightly and looked at everything in front of him.
He would be lying if he said he was not moved.
There was a direct ticket to the human world inside.
But the angel said, don't bet.
What he said has been verified, so no matter what, you must control yourself.
Cheng Qianxun lowered his voice as much as possible and asked the girl: "Have you ever seen some lottery scams on the street?"
The girl looked at her with a surprised expression, while Cheng Qianxun looked at the four people who were happily drawing lots.
Under the red light, their greedy and nervous faces were so obvious that they were even a bit exaggerated. ugly.
Watching like an outsider, he said quietly: "I will give you a little benefit at the beginning.
When you get deeper and deeper, the money in your pocket will become less and less without knowing it.
And now they are not gambling with money, but gambling with them." life.
Do you also want to end up taking your own life?"
The girl looked at the four people who had forgotten everything while smoking, while the bartender stood behind the bar, with a smile filling his entire face; but according to the situation at this time, it looked so weird.
"Ah, I won the upper level" "I am the upper two levels" "Oh, the next level."
There were voices of joy, but also regret and frustration.
As the paper signatures became less and less, the hands of the four people became more and more trembling.
After they finished reading, they held the paper in their hands.
After a while, everyone had three or four pieces of paper in their hands.
"It doesn't matter if you don't win well, keep the paper and calculate it together later.
Even if you happen to be lucky enough to go to purgatory, you can use it to offset the money that goes directly to the human world."
The bartender's words made them even more crazy.
So no longer hesitating, the four of them grabbed a lot of paper in the glass jar, as if they were afraid of missing something, and took it all in their hands.
Then they walked aside and everyone leaned in front of the bar, nervously unpacking the items one by one.
It was like taking a drug that caused a person to lose his temper.
He was completely out of control.
As he was taking it apart, he muttered: "One layer up, two layers down, one layer up, one layer down..."
"What, go to purgatory?"
the driver shouted in horror, his face twisted.
The bartender still kept smiling: "It doesn't matter.
If you draw more good lots than bad ones, you can offset it.
I also have a jar of destiny lots here."
The bartender brought out a larger glass cylinder with about two to three hundred sheets in it: "Take it, just take it."
"Ah ha ha ha..."
The woman on the other side laughed wildly: "I won the lottery and went straight back to the human world, the human world."
The driver stared at the laughing woman with blood-red eyes.
Although there was envy in his eyes, they actually also contained hatred.
"Ah, congratulations, let me take a look."
The bartender took all the notes from the woman's hand, flipped them over and said with regret: "Unfortunately, you have too many bad signs.
After calculation, you have to climb at least a dozen floors to get there.
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Human world.
So I’d better draw a little more and find a way to offset these dozen layers.”
As soon as the woman heard this, she immediately reached into the glass jar, grabbed a large handful, panted heavily, and continued to open the paper signs with her eyes wide open.
They have already been sent to purgatory, and the worst lot has been drawn.
I am afraid that the driver will not be much better than the grinning woman, so I continue to open the paper like crazy.
The expression on the face, which may change rapidly from joy to surprise, is controlled by what is written on the paper.
"Go straight back, go straight back, go right back..."
The voices coming out of the four people's mouths were all the same.
Like gamblers, they stared with bloodshot eyes and opened a card with trembling hands.
Folded paper.
It seems that in this world, only what is written on paper is everything to them
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